Shed thy glorious light upon this little church, thou heavenly sun! greet the poet Frederick Schiller, the poet of the German nation, who is now celebrating life’s fairest festival before its holy altar! But,
“Ah, life’s fairest festival
Ends the May of life anon;
With the girdle, with the veil,
Is the fond illusion gone!”
THE END.
FOOTNOTES:
[ [1]“Schiller’s Relations to his Parents and the Walzogen Family,” pp. 62–68.
[ [2] Fragment of a dialogue between the King and the Marquis, last Scene, Act III., of “Don Carlos:”